The fire pit
Is lit
The chairs are ready
My hands are steady
The mood is mellow
And there sits a white fluffy marshmallow
Ready for my wooden stick
My lips are eager in anticipation
waiting to taste the delicious
Burnt gooey edges
As the melted marshmallow wedges
Between the thick dark chocolate slice
And crispy graham crackers…
Finally, the warm gooey bite
Then my mind lingers back to the night
And the warmth of the fire and dear
Friends who are near
Oh how I wish to enjoy this moment some more
So please….just give me one more s’more 
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